Service of Thanksgiving Processional Instrumental Opening Remarks Pastor S. Robert Stewart Opening Hymn Congregation Sweet Beulah Land Prayer Dr. Barbara Sharpe Bro. Andrew Ferguson Trumpet Solo It is well with my Soul Scripture Reading Sis. Janet Holness I Corinthians 15:50-58 Song Sis. Jacqueline Williams TRIBUTES Pastor Donovan Hendricks Pastor W. Sammy Stewart Musical Tribute: Because He Lives – Family Video Presentation Eulogy Ms. Beverley Scott Song of Thanksgiving Tabernacle Choir Your Grace and Mercy Message Pastor S. Robert Stewart Prayer for the Family Recessional Congregation We Shall Behold Him
Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure. I John 3:2-3
Songs of Comfort SWEET BEULAH LAND I’m kind of homesick for a country To which I’ve never been before. No sad goodbyes will there be spoken For time won’t matter anymore.
I’m looking now, just across the river Where my faith, shall end in sight There’s just a few more days to labor Then I will take my heavenly flight.
Beulah Land, I’m longing for you And some day, on thee I’ll stand There my home, shall be eternal Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land
Beulah Land, I’m longing for you And some day, on thee I’ll stand There my home, shall be eternal Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land
WE SHALL BEHOLD HIM The sky shall unfold, preparing His entrance The stars shall applaud Him, with thunders of praise The sweet light in His eyes, shall enhance those awaiting And we shall behold Him, then face to face We shall behold Him, we shall behold Him Face to face in all of His glory We shall behold Him, yes we shall behold Him Face to face, our Savior and Lord The angels shall sound, the shout of His coming And the sleeping shall rise, from their slumbering place And those who remain, shall be changed in a moment And we shall behold him, then face to face We shall behold Him, We shall behold Him Face to face in all of His glory We shall behold Him, yes we shall behold Him Face to face, our Savior and Lord We shall behold Him, our Savior and Lord Savior and Lord!
Poised! Charming! Graceful!
Forty eight years ago I met this extraordinary lady who changed my life forever. I will never forget the poise, charm, and grace that I was attracted to then and continued to observe over the years. Her beautiful smile, her voice, and her charm captured my heart. Over a period of six months a deeper friendship developed between us and I was hooked for life. She was my life partner, my love, and my friend. I will spend my life loving and remembering every moment we shared. As I mourn her passing I also celebrate her life knowing that together “we shall behold Him” – our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I take comfort in this knowledge. Until then my love - Harold.
Jesus – You Are Our Strength You are my strength, strength like no other Strength like no other, reaches to me In the fullness of Your grace, In the power of your name, You lift me up, you lift me up You are my strength, strength like no other Strength like no other, reaches to me.
I LOVE YOU MOMMY (BOOM BOOM) Wonderful! Loving! Caring! Beautiful! A Woman of God! Giving…and so much more was who my mother was.
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here are two things in life that are certain for everyone, pain and death. On September 2, 2017, at 9:54 a.m., I experienced both. It is a day I will never forget. I prayed and cried and wondered to myself “why, why her?” The last few days, my faith was tested. Many times I lost faith and hope in God since my mother left this world. But then, in a low moment, I heard a voice that said “haven’t I always been there for you, so why not trust in me again?” Then I thought about my family, my wife, and daughter to come. I have seen many signs since mom passed to comfort me such as a phone call, an image of an angel in the sky, a yellow butterfly, and many more signs that comforted me to let me know Mom is in a better place. This all happened so fast, no one expected your passing. I remember the day when I rushed to drive four hours to get to the hospital just to arrive and hear that you died about five minutes prior. Yet, God is an awesome God. He brought you back from the dead, just in time to give me a few more days to spend by your bedside to tell you how much I love you and to thank you for being an awesome mother. Although you couldn’t open your eyes, or speak, you were able to squeeze my hand and that gave me peace. Mommy, I promise not to eat more than two oranges every other day. I promise to share my bacon with others. I am sorry for all the times I washed your white clothes with colored clothes. I am sorry for all the times I ran the lawnmower over your garden. I’m going to miss watching Let’s Make a Deal, The Weather Channel, CNN, and wrestling with you on TV. I’m going to miss sitting on the patio and sipping hot tea whenever I would come to visit you and dad. I’m going to miss your good home cooked meals. I promise to keep waiting up for my wife when she comes home late from work or school, like you always told me to do. I’m going to miss the days when we all prayed together as a family. I appreciate the way you brought me up to become a great man of God, and taught me how to care for my family. It hurts me that you will not be able to see your granddaughter but I know that you will be looking down from heaven and watching over her when she comes. You have been my mother, my doctor, my nurse, my best friend, my pen pal, my teacher, my travel buddy, and my photographer. Most of all, I’m going to miss everything about you. I promise to always keep you in my heart. Your son, Kurt Loy
AN EVERLASTING TRIBUTE TO YOU MOM
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y mom was a very special lady. Her family was her life and she never stopped trying to attain better in life for herself and her family. My mom was loving and compassionate yet a stern disciplinarian. She was strong-willed and never took any kind of nonsense from anyone; whether you were wrong or right she would let you know, she was very outspoken and never backed down from what she believed in. She was a great mother and friend to her kids. Growing up we thought she was super strict but looking back I’m glad she instilled strong morals and values while raising us as children. My mother was a prayer warrior, a lover of God and the things of God. She was determined that she was going to serve God till the end, which she did. My mom would always instill in us the need to have a daily prayer life and a closer walk with God. She told us to constantly reach out to God to ask for his will to be done in our lives. She was a strong woman who demonstrated the spirit of Sampson, faith like Job, and the determination like Ruth. Nothing could prepare me for the trauma I would have to face on September 2, 2017; it was the worst day of my life. My whole world came crashing down as I watched my mother slowly leaving this world. It was a heart-wrenching and painful experience. I asked God if He would keep her here a little longer with us but unfortunately God chose to take her. Somehow I have to try to accept and adjust to that fate, that reality which I have not yet mentally accepted. I was told that God needed her in heaven and even though I think I needed her more, I know she is with Him in Glory. She was a strong woman of God serving him for years, always working to try to reach souls and witness to people. That was her life. I’ve always realized how fragile life is, especially after going through so many of life’s traumas, illnesses, and near death experiences myself. We are not promised tomorrow or even the next minute so I live for the moments I am given. I’m hopeful to see both my mom and many more loved ones who have gone on before. She’s probably singing choruses and meeting up with the other saints. She is safe with King Jesus, who she loves so much. I know that I have to make it in at whatever cost to see her again. Love you mom, you’ll always be in my heart, you’re not here in person but I can feel your presence and I’ll see you soon in Heaven. Love - Nicole
Reflections
Cherriana Adina was born on March 13, 1948 in Bellas Gate, St. Catherine, Jamaica, West Indies to parents Aldophus and Icema Golding. She attended Old Harbour Primary School after which she resided in Kingston where she attended Kingston Technical High School. She was employed to the Ministry of Health as a secretary for several years until she migrated to the United States in 1979. Cherriana decided to pursue nursing, so she attended Lindsey Hopkins Technical and graduated as a Nursing Assistant. However, she decided to change career path and so she went on to study Business Administration at Miami Dade College. She was employed by Miami Dade County Tax Collector Department as a Tax Record Clerk for 28 years.
Forty eight years ago Harold Garrick met who he considered to be an ‘extraordinary lady’ - a meeting which charted the course of their lives. They were married on March 28, 1970 and after a few years of marriage became parents of two children, Nicole and Kurt. Cherriana was a devoted wife, mother, and homemaker. She loved entertaining, she always made sure her home was immaculate because she loved entertaining family, friends, and her church family. She loved baking and gardening; it gave her great joy to see her handiwork.
Cherriana gave her life to the Lord as a teenager. She was filled with the Holy Ghost and baptized in Jesus’ name. She worshipped at Pentecostal Gospel Temple, 111 Windward Road, Kingston, Jamaica until Harold picked the beautiful flower and placed her at Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street where she received spiritual nourishment until migrating to the United States. There, she continued to serve the Lord at the UPC assembly in Miami until taking up membership at Pentecostal Tabernacle in North Miami. She ministered in several vocal groups including the Chorale and the Choir and was also a Sunday School teacher. In 2008 Cherriana, was a member of a small group who started worshipping at Pentecostal Tabernacle of Kissimmee. She fellowshipped and worshipped there until she was called home.
Cherriana Garrick was called home on Saturday, September 2, 2017. We are all saddened by what we consider a loss, indeed it seems she died too soon. In reality, her assignment here ended and the King said “It’s time to come home.” Her memory is cherished by husband Harold, daughter Nicole, son Kurt, daughter-in-law Danique, sisters Lyn and Luz, brother Joseph, nieces, nephews, cousins and a host of family members both natural and spiritual.
Memories
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herriana was my youngest sister. We had a nice, loving relationship and never had a fight. We went to school together and we grew together as one; I loved her so much. By the help of God I hope to see her again in heaven. Joseph Golding
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ear Aunt Cherrie, You are the closest relative I had in place of a grandmother. The love you demonstrated towards my mom and my siblings was admirable and for this I am forever grateful. I can recall visiting your home, you would take such careful time with the preparations to ensure my comfort. I absolutely enjoyed your cooking like a true foodie. I loved observing your reactions while watching wrestling. I enjoyed the night we spent in the hospital, you were more concerned about me than yourself. The love that exudes from you was a true testament of your compassion and grace. Though it saddens me that your time has arrived so swiftly, I am confident that our God remains in control. You have walked a life in fear of God and now He has received you home with open arms. Aunt Cherrie, you have gained your angel wings. Love always and forever - your Grandniece Davina Frei
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herriana Garrick was the aunt that I looked up to. She was encouraging, was very tidy, loved nice things, and always had a radiant smile. She was the one who introduced me to Christ back in Wildman Street at a convention. She never gave up on me even though I constantly told her no. Something came over me that same day to seek Christ and when I went to the convention I received the gift of the Holy Ghost and was baptized that same night. Because of my Aunty Cherriana I still have oil in my lamp keeping the fire burning. Love always. Niece - Lileat Golding Gooden
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Memories
ur relationship began in 1986 at the Dade County Tax Collector’s office, and developed into a friendship over the years. We enjoyed lunch-time shopping at Burdines, sharing our love for fashion. We discussed the prospects of pursuing a career in Nursing, and Cherriana noticed that I might be a good fit for that profession. She was relentless in empowering me to realize that vision. Thank you for encouraging me to pursue that career. Cherriana was a very private person, and our respect for each other’s privacy was mutual. You were an amazing wife, mother, and friend, and you’ll be truly missed. Sonia Eason-Frederick
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am honored to write a tribute on behalf of my dear friend and sister, Cherriana Garrick. Psalm 115: 15, says “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints.” Prayer was of paramount importance. She was a prayer warrior, always storming heaven for the well-being of friends and family. Most of her conversations centered on the greatness of her God. A fierce defender of the faith, she taught and preached what she believed. Her life was a reflection of her reliance on God, which spilled over in the manner in which she cared, not only for her own family, but also for the family of God.
Sis. Cherriana was a true Christian woman who showed hospitality to all who entered her home. Having friends and family over was her delight as this gave her an opportunity to demonstrate her culinary skills... and what sumptuous meals she served. Being in her home was always a very welcoming, comforting, and calming experience. Sis Garrick, fondly called Sis G, had a laugh that was infectious and comforting to those around her. Take your rest my friend, I miss you lots I miss the times we prayed and the times we shared Your mission here on earth is done You have fought a good fight You have kept the faith Your reward is assured, that no one can deny, You are with your Lord and Savior This is not goodbye. Sadly missed by Sis. Vivia Bromfield
TRIBUTE FROM PENTECOSTAL GOSPEL TEMPLE 111 WINDWARD ROAD, KGN. 2 J.A.
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had the distinct pleasure of having Sis. Cherriana Garrick as a member of the Pentecostal Gospel Temple, 111 Windward Road, Kingston where she got saved in the late 1960’s. I also had the distinct pleasure of being her very first Pastor. Additionally, Sis Cherriana was my secretary at the Bureau of Health Education in Jamaica for a number of years and prior to her migration to the United States. She was a diligent and dedicated worker, always aiming to please and to give good service.
Sis. Cherriana attended PGT and remained a faithful member there, until she was swept off her feet by her ‘knight in shining armour’, Bro. Harold Garrick. As a good wife, she attended with her husband at the Pentecostal Tabernacle, Wildman Street where he was a member. Sis. Garrick has left a legacy of memories to garnish a memorial in her honour. She was faithful in her church attendance, she sang on the choir, she was ardent in prayer and loved soul winning. She can be remembered for her winning smile, amicable disposition, her simplicity and her Christ-like demeanour. I will always remember and be indebted to her and Bro. Garrick for their kindness to me and my daughter, Elder, Dr. Carolyn Stewart. They were her first contact on migrating to the United States where she lived in their home for some time. On behalf of the Pentecostal Gospel Temple, I offer sincere condolences to Bro. Garrick, Nicole and Kurt, members of her immediate and other church families, and friends. She has fought a good fight, she has finished her course and we can anticipate meeting her again in the sweet by-and-by. God richly bless you, comfort, and strengthen you. Bishop the Hon. Dr. Carmen L. Stewart Former Pastor and Presiding Prelate Pentecostal Gospel Temple Family of Churches
IN MEMORY OF MY FRIEND AND SISTER IN THE LORD
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herriana Garrick was my friend, sister, and confidante. We met at the Pentecostal Gospel Temple, 111 Windward Road, Kingston 2, Jamaica, in the late 1960’s. She was invited to church by a Sis. Louise Whittingham-Johnson and accepted the Lord as her savior, was baptized, and received the baptism of the Holy Ghost. We became very dear friends, so much so, that I was part of her bridal entourage when she married Bro. Harold Garrick. My friend Cherry, as she was affectionately called, was a beautiful person: kind, loving, caring and one given to making sacrifices. She never hesitated to give or support persons needing assistance. She gave of herself wholeheartedly. My family and I were the recipients of many of her acts of generosity and benevolence. She bestowed exceptional care and love to many persons. Cherry loved the Lord and her passion was soul-winning. She prayed earnestly for the salvation of her family and persons in Bellas Gate District, St. Catherine where she was raised. She rarely visited Jamaica without factoring in a street-service at any convenient location in her district. She loved to witness about Jesus. I will always remember her sweet gentle smile and infectious laughter, but most of all, her love for souls, her care for her immediate family, her extended family, as well as her church family. These have left indelible imprints on my mind and heart. I will miss you my friend of nearly 50 years. I will miss our talks, the times we prayed together, the times we shared together and our interaction on social media. My last communication was the very day she passed; little did I know that she would not have seen that text message. So long my friend, until we meet again on heaven’s shore. May your soul rest in peace - Rose Thompson
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. My precious Auntie, you will forever be in my heart. Your laughter, your smile, and love will always linger. May your precious soul rest in the arms of your Maker,. Niece - Verna Golding Walker
Pallbearers
Owen Barnaby Nigel Walters Rupert Henry
Rupert Lennon Joseph Golding Terrence Grizzle
Interment
Hollywood Memorial Gardens North 3001 N 72nd St. Hollywood, FL 33024
Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed. I Corinthians 15:51
Thank You The family of the Late Cherriana Garrick wishes to express their sincere appreciation to the friends, relatives, and well-wishers who shared with us and consoled us during our time of loss and bereavement. May God bless you for your support and comfort. The Garrick Family
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You have all our future in your hands, In your hands We bid you take over all our lives, Lord Our dreams, aspirations, all our best, Jesus‌Lord Our hopes, our fears, in your hands. Keep walking beside us every night, every day, And giving us courage for the fray Lord, we need you to guide us every step of the way, Forsake us not, Lord we pray. In your hands Lord, we place today, tomorrow, In your hands, Lord, we surrender all. In your hands, we commit our joys, our sorrows, In your hands, Lord, we surrender all.